All of a sudden, everyone becomes powder toy wizards and absolutely every save is new and original, but your computer completely broke and has to be replaced.  By the time it is replaced and you re-downloaded TPT, everyone's gone back to the dark ages.

I wish I had better internet.

Granted, but the dream takes 500 years to be completed. You die of old age.

I wish for printer paper.

granted but the paper burns on contact with printers

Granted. You die of radiation poisoning. (Also, woot! I'm an moderator for 7 hours and 24 minutes! WOOT!!! Cause Lockheed hacked the site lol!)

I wish I was a moderator for ever!

@SirMackingtosh10 (View Post)
you do, but once simon realizes of your ever growing powder, you get hit with a banhammer so hard, many times, that your name turns into SirMackingtosh11

@gamax92 (View Post)
edit: The knoledge of knowing that sends you into an inward state; isolated mentally and removed from friends, you try to make one last attempt to become something big, but you end up in not even in a mental hospital, but in a social hospital, tortured every day by doctors who always surround you and try to socialize, 24/7/265. You die alone with a doctor talking about their facebook status who forgets to feed you your food...

i wish i used tpt's irc...

Granted, but you get spammed by noobs. D:

I wish the front page was NORMAL again.

granted but it keeps the current front page saves up and they never change.

Granted. Everyone moves on to a different game like BrickForce or something.